Sofia The First In The Village Novels & Stories

For the very first time in years, she feared the powers of others. “We leave for Ciranda land now” Sofia roared at Greggory who went straight to get the ride. Unlike their usual routes, they took the fastest and most dangerous. Not every pack under Ciranda’s rule was abiding by the new laws. Sofia was more drained when they got to the river separating them from the land of Ciranda.

Sofia sighed, projecting her voice so every single pack member could hear her feigned sweet sympathy. She stepped out of the shadows, gliding gracefully toward the dais. "We all know a pack of feral rogues tore her apart. It is a tragedy, yes, but rogues kill our kind every day. We should be celebrating our future, not dragging us back into the past." Without waiting for a response, Sofia took Martha's trembling hand and pressed it against her own pregnant belly. "For example," Sofia purred, casting a cunning, condescending side-glance at me, "why do you not tell the pack what you see for the royal heir I am carrying?"

please refuse this marriage I beg you! "It's a very delicate situation Sofia... very delicate... I can't just refuse such a union!" "Have you gone crazy? You're going to marry me off like this for the sake of honor? You're crazy! Father no, refuse, say I'm disgusted... that I'm disgusted with him. Say I'm a lesbian and I intend to marry Judith soon and we're very happy... invent something, but I'm not marrying Petro He! Have you ever thought about Mirella? Have you thought about her feelings? She woke up early today and came back with a bunch of bags full of panties waiting for a wedding that is not going to happen... do something! I refuse to accept this marriage!"

Since he was still baffled by her action, Travis was not yet moving nor responding to her. Sofia teased him by tracing his lips using her tongue. This was her first time kissing a man. She’s not an expert but she was acting according to her instinct. Travis finally recovered from the shock. He pulled her against him, starting to respond to her with eagerness. Sofia’s arms slid around him, pressing her soft body to his hard one. They kissed each other hungrily and passionately. Travis was enjoying this. When they broke apart, the two of them became breathless. That was the most intense and sweetest kiss they ever had in their life. Their wolves were satisfied with that.

She giggled, spinning a little before planting herself back by my side. Sofia’s expression softened for a brief moment as she checked the cabin one last time. She walked over to Martha, crouching down to meet her at eye level. “Are you ready for New York, sweetheart?” she asked. Her voice was soft, careful, and just a little nervous. Martha nodded eagerly, still clutching her bear. “Yes! Are we going to see Daddy’s house? And all the big buildings?” Sofia smiled faintly, brushing a loose strand of hair behind Martha’s ear. “Yes, baby. You’ll see everything. Just like Daddy said.”

His eyes widen and for just a moment, he looks like he's seeing me clearly—really seeing the woman who stands before him instead of the broken creature he expects. "I, Sofia Homes, reject you, Andrew Grafton, as my mate and Alpha." The words ring with finality, carrying a power that makes every wolf in the room step back. Andrew staggers as if struck, his hand going to his chest. "Sofia, wait, you don't understand what you're doing—" "I understand perfectly." I'm already climbing the stairs, my voice carrying back to them. "I'm choosing myself for the first time in three years."

"I'm pregnant with Vincenzo's baby. Soon, you'll be kicked out of Costa Estate! "See that? This is the necklace Vincenzo chose for me. He only loves me. You're just a discarded plaything! "A bitch like you deserves to die!" Each message was filled with Sofia's insults and attempts at humiliating Ella. Only now did Vincenzo realize the Sofia he had thought was innocent and fragile was actually vicious and cruel. He rushed out of the estate like a madman and drove straight to the hospital. In the ward, Sofia froze when she saw the disheveled Vincenzo. "Vincenzo, what happened? Why are you like this?"

He held Sofia close and said through gritted teeth, "I believe you. I won't let that bitch Isabella get away with this!" To placate the senior members and strengthen her own position, Sofia decided to stage a scene at the family banquet. On the evening of the banquet, she appeared in a white gown, looking fragile and delicate. Halfway through the meal, she suddenly clutched her chest and collapsed to the floor. Her face turned deathly pale, her breathing ragged. "M-My heart… Vincenzo…" Panicking, Vincenzo quickly scooped her into his arms and shouted at his men, "Get a doctor! Now!"

“Because someone has to. And clearly, it’s not going to be you.” Alex’s smirk faltered for a second, but he quickly recovered, scoffing. “Oh, come on. Don’t tell me you’re—” “Shut up, Alex,” Zack snapped, cutting him off mid-sentence. His voice was firm, leaving no room for argument. "Sofia deserves better than your games, and I’m not going to stand here and let you treat her like she’s on the same level as the whore beside you," Alex blinked, caught off guard by Zack’s words, and for a brief moment, I thought I saw a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. But he quickly masked it, his expression hardening as he turned to the woman clinging to his arm.

But I planted anyway. "You're stubborn," I told myself. "I'm faithful." "That's the same thing." --- Sofia called in April. "We're thinking about moving," she said. "Moving where?" "Closer. To you. There's a village an hour from here. We found a house." I was quiet for a moment. "You don't have to do that." "We want to. The kids want to be near you. I want to be near you." "You have your life in Lisbon."